So I used to work on the Music and Video department at my store. I got moved and now do signage.
I was over at the M&V Desk talking to a colleague and she has to go to do something elsewhere. I wait for her to get back, and while she's gone, I have a lady come up to me.
Me: self-explanatory
RH: Rude old hag
RH: *thrusts DVD player at me*
Me: Hi, how can I help?
RH: How does a DVD player work?
Now this is a question for the most seasoned of people - I took it, given her age, that she wanted to know how it worked in conjunction with a TV, instead of how the laser actually reads the disc.
Me: You plug in your DVD player, and connect it with a SCART lead to your TV.
RH: You're speaking too fast and I have no idea what you're saying.
I take this on board, as I tend to speak very quickly. I slow it down to the point where I am trying not to over-enunciate every sound of a word.
Me: Sorry about that. You need to connect it with a SCART lead to your TV.
RH: Do I get one with it?
Me: I'm not sure - some DVD players provide them and others don't. Without opening it, I'd have no way of finding out. (The box doesn't say.)
RH: So I have to buy something else? What a scam. I should report you to trading standards.
Me: You can buy them for under a pound.
RH: Anyway, what does the SCART lead do?
Me: Do you have Virgin or Sky?
RH: No.
Me: Freeview?
RH: No.
How in God's name do I explain it now? She's never used one before and doesn't seem to appreciate that I can't be clearer than "You need to connect it with a SCART lead to your TV." without using an example.
Me: If you like, I could draw you a diagram that shows you where you need the cables to go?
RH: How dare you! I'm not stupid! You're stupid - you're not making any f**king sense!
Me: Would you prefer to speak to another colleague?
RH: No. I'll come back with someone who has a f**king clue what they're talking about.
As she walks off, I hear "incompetent c**t" under her breath.

Très charmante...
I was over at the M&V Desk talking to a colleague and she has to go to do something elsewhere. I wait for her to get back, and while she's gone, I have a lady come up to me.
Me: self-explanatory
RH: Rude old hag
RH: *thrusts DVD player at me*
Me: Hi, how can I help?
RH: How does a DVD player work?
Now this is a question for the most seasoned of people - I took it, given her age, that she wanted to know how it worked in conjunction with a TV, instead of how the laser actually reads the disc.
Me: You plug in your DVD player, and connect it with a SCART lead to your TV.
RH: You're speaking too fast and I have no idea what you're saying.
I take this on board, as I tend to speak very quickly. I slow it down to the point where I am trying not to over-enunciate every sound of a word.
Me: Sorry about that. You need to connect it with a SCART lead to your TV.
RH: Do I get one with it?
Me: I'm not sure - some DVD players provide them and others don't. Without opening it, I'd have no way of finding out. (The box doesn't say.)
RH: So I have to buy something else? What a scam. I should report you to trading standards.
Me: You can buy them for under a pound.
RH: Anyway, what does the SCART lead do?
Me: Do you have Virgin or Sky?
RH: No.
Me: Freeview?
RH: No.
How in God's name do I explain it now? She's never used one before and doesn't seem to appreciate that I can't be clearer than "You need to connect it with a SCART lead to your TV." without using an example.
Me: If you like, I could draw you a diagram that shows you where you need the cables to go?
RH: How dare you! I'm not stupid! You're stupid - you're not making any f**king sense!
Me: Would you prefer to speak to another colleague?
RH: No. I'll come back with someone who has a f**king clue what they're talking about.
As she walks off, I hear "incompetent c**t" under her breath.

Très charmante...
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